"My Solo Problem" Poem by Kyryl Postolnik

Going down street - "never home sitting"
And I was walking - "never street like".
Going apart, for a while meeting,
But glance, as opposed to you cannot lie.

Suddenly, my heart starts beating
And I have never heard it sounds like that.
Suddenly, I felt like being tripping,
But I've lost freedom in your spiders net.

I guess, it's time for universe problem
And there is nothing I can do at all.
I guess, all problems are born to solve them,
But fell in love and I don't wanna fall.

Time has come both to go.
"Shall we date once more? Don't know."
If I could stop time to flow,
I would never let you go.
But let you go down on dance-floor:
Stepping it by deep down low,
Moving fast and grooving slow,
But would never let you go.

I feel myself, like being crazy
And I don't wanna healing pills to bring me up.
I feel at last not lazy,
But I can't: sleep, eat, rave, repeat, because of stuck.

It sounds just like, only my solo problem
And wish, it could be some kind of luck.
My music, my life and I've never wrote them,
But can't wait to for the moment to start.